Chapter 677: Battle of the Gods (4)

I saw that the dark yellow light poured out like a desperate one, and after coming into contact with the thunder light, it paused slightly, and then roared and devoured the latter. Xuanhuang covered the thunder and lightning, like a big mouth of blood, swallowing the food in front of him in one gulp.

The yellow light slammed forward a distance of 10,000 meters, shattering a large area of space. Immediately afterwards, it could be seen that the straight and thick thunder light was first resisted, then squeezed, and then dispersed in the impact line of this dark yellow light.

Purple or yellow fragments, mixed together, scattered in all directions, and in the center of this gorgeous scene, some lilac characters mixed with black slowly appeared, and then floated away in the endless void.

Dwarven Realm Lord, Thunderhammer. Fall!

Chen Shuo turned his head and found that in this short period of time, Tianqing and Meng Heng had already solved their opponents, leaving only Zhang Yifeng still in a stalemate with his opponent.

However, when a group of people surrounded him, the Demon Pupil Clan Realm Lord Demon Eye, who had comprehended the rules of Sancheng's soul, could only end up with hatred.

The realm lord of the Demon Pupil Clan, the Demon Eye. Fall!

Half-dragon realm lord, Ao Gai. Fall!

The Leopard Realm Lord. Hunting Owls. Fall!

All eyes are on the very center of the battlefield, the last place where the battle is being fought, waiting for the final result.

Fifty percent of the rules and above the battle of the realm lord, even Chen Shuo, did not dare to participate easily.

In the field, Le Zhengyang stood in the void, and a pillar of white light above his head shone down, setting it off like the center and focus of the endless void, dazzling.

On the opposite side of him, the hundred-meter-tall giant Dalton kept roaring, but around his body, another milky white pillar of light enveloped him like a substance, passing through his ribs, sides, and legs, restricting his movements. Even the comprehension of Durton's fifty percent power rule only made the pillar of light tremble slightly.

On the other side, behind Feng Lan is a huge pair of wings that extend for 10,000 meters, and with a random wave, it is an overwhelming storm, where the wind passes, the space is blown apart, mixed with the wind, blowing towards the enemy. Then, whether it was space debris or the Wind Blade, when approaching Le Zhengyang, the trajectory would be slightly deflected, and it would pass by Le Zhengyang's side, but it would not hurt him in the slightest.

Probably seeing that the realm masters of the alien race were all dealt with, Dalton let out an angry roar, his huge head lowered slightly, the light in his eyes was bright and dazzling, and then a fierce and violent aura spread out from his body, and his huge body began to tremble slightly.

Le Zhengyang turned his head, stretched out his hand and pointed at Dalton, and suddenly dozens of huge pillars of light fell from the sky, locking them together, and the white pillars of light almost formed a thick barrier, binding the hundred-meter-tall giant in the center.

From above the white pillar of light, there was an ethereal and irresistible aura of fate. The barrier formed by the pillar of light is like fate, untouchable and unbreakable.

But the next moment, there was a hoarse cry from the center of the pillar of light, and then the crack visible to the naked eye began to spread above the pillar of light, and then a loud bang was heard, and the pillar of light shattered, and a huge thing swelled and grew wildly in the center of the splashing white light!

It was Dalton, a giant that was originally 100 meters high, but it swelled again, and almost in the blink of an eye, it became a thousand meters high.

His muscles and bones, as if injecting water and blowing, swelled wildly, but from the tough and tight skin, it can be seen that the body has become larger, not only because of the increase in volume and hollow, but the musculoskeletal structure is more dense and compact.

The giant continued to grow in size, spanning thousands of kilometers as if it never ended. Even in the end, Chen Shuo could no longer calculate how tall the giant was. Because when you look up, you can only see a wide chest at the extreme of your sight, and the giant's head and feet are already too large to be seen by the eye.

Chen Shuo looked at it in parallel, and he could clearly see that a single hair on the giant's chest was comparable to a giant pillar hugged by ten people. Compared to him, everyone can only be counted as dust, not even dust.

Rumble!

A huge roar came from above the sky, Chen Shuo looked up, and saw that the sky on the side of Toushan was shrouded in a piece of flesh, and it took a long time to react, the falling sky turned out to be just the palm of the giant's outstretched hand!

In the face of this blow, Le Zhengyang just raised his head slightly, glanced at it lightly, and then stretched out his hand, and in an instant, the dazzling pillar of light shrank suddenly, converging all the light on his palm.

It was a pair of white and flawless hands, the fingers were slender, the pores were almost invisible, and the skin on the hands was crystal clear, and the blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible.

It's not like a pair of palms, but more like a fine piece of porcelain and a work of art. Under the illumination of white light, it shows a dazzling luster.

At this moment, this hand, is the center of the world, active or passive, attracting everyone's attention!

Under the gaze of the gods, the hand curled three fingers, the index and middle fingers stretched out, and made a slight horizontal stroke.

Suddenly, in the chest of the immeasurable giant, a thin white line slowly cracked, and a dazzling white light burst out from the crack, as if there was a sun emitting white light in the giant's chest!

The white light dissipated, leaving only a huge wound, from which blood rushed out like a waterfall, spilling into the void, blown away by the spatial storm. Red blood beads sprinkled all over the void, red and translucent.

The blood of the gods, even if it is separated from the body, can resist the turbulence of space.

Although the blow was a serious enough injury to the giant, the giant hand on his head continued to take pictures only because the pain was slightly relieved.

At this time, the finger that attracted the attention of the world moved again, and suddenly forcibly attracted everyone's attention again.

The finger was slightly upward, diagonally to the upper left, and then slightly swiped again.

Suddenly, in the place where the eye was out of reach, a horizontal dazzling light line quietly appeared, and then, the giant hand that was slapped fell slightly, and when it fell again, it was already a severed hand accompanied by a rain of blood.

The giant let out a howl of pain and rage, and struck at Le Zhengyang with the only remaining fist. Before the fist arrived, where the fist was about to reach, the space had already cracked into fine powder, revealing a smooth passage.

This is a full punch of the fifty percent power rule, and under such an attack, even if a plane is hit, it will be exploded instantly. Even if the target of this punch was not himself, Chen Shuo still felt a suffocating aura rushing towards his face, making him tremble all over, and he couldn't stop the urge to escape!

On the other side, Feng Lan's mouth also let out a scream, and on top of the two snow-white huge wings, it was covered with a faint emerald color, and then I saw its wings stretch forward, and suddenly the huge wings of 10,000 meters on one wing disintegrated instantly, and one by one the cyan feathers were separated from above, and then turned into a wind blade and shot forward.

Countless cyan feathers formed a wind blade, which gathered together to form a sea of wind, and it was an angry sea, which was setting off monstrous waves!

"Fifty Percent Wind Rule Domain Technique!

The giant fist and the wind blade are the combination of two fifty percent rule domain skills. Such an attack is enough to crush the plane and destroy the gods. And Le Zhengyang, who was facing this blow, not only did not make any moves. Instead, he put his hands behind his back, and just looked at the attack coming towards him in front of him so faintly, his eyes were indifferent, and there was a hint of mockery

Giant fist, sea of wind. It is only 10,000 meters away from Le Zhengyang, and for this level of attack, 10,000 meters is just a blink of an eye. Then it was at this moment that Le Zhengyang finally made a move, and in his eyes, the black pupils disappeared, leaving only the pure whites of his eyes, quietly staring ahead, and then spit out a few words under the mask.

"Teasing of fate!"

Ahead, the situation has changed!

The thousands of wind blades that shot forward, enough to easily penetrate the plane, suddenly turned, as if a pair of invisible hands had forcibly reversed the trajectory of these wind blades. Abrupt and abrupt, it seems as if these wind blades were supposed to turn here. It's as if birds are born to fly, and fish are born to swim. This kind of unreasonable thing gives people a sense of logic. It made Chen Shuo so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast. The sea of wind blades and the giant fist walked side by side, at this time the wind blade suddenly turned, and immediately hit the giant fist on the side, although a wind blade in front of the giant fist, as if an embroidery needle, but the combination of thousands of wind blades, just like inserting countless fine needles in the hands of ordinary people, not to mention that these wind blades are accompanied by a great cutting and penetrating effect, so almost instantly, the giant's arm was cut through thousands of holes, and it was almost broken in the dense part of the wind blade!

At this time, Le Zhengyang stretched out his finger again seemingly indifferently, and with a slight stroke, the giant hand, which was already full of holes, was directly cut off.

Both hands were lost, and the sky was full of giants full of angry roars, and the roar was full of unwillingness and pain, but the next moment, with Le Zhengyang's fingers waved again, the roar suddenly stopped abruptly.

The wind behind Feng Lan on the side gathered, wanting to condense his wings again, but Le Zhengyang snorted coldly, stretched out his finger and swiped it twice, directly cutting off the half-condensed wings!

Le Zhengyang waved his fingers again, and crossed in front of him, and suddenly in front of Feng Lan, who was 10,000 meters apart, two huge milky white crosses appeared, cutting towards him!